Did the little scumbag lose his horse today?

Lu Xiuyuan didn't speak, but clenched his molars tightly, and hugged the unconscious Yuanrun in his arms, as if he wanted to embed him in his body.

After a long time, he asked hoarsely: "Can you see who did it?"

The reason why Yuan Run's memory was washed away thousands of years ago is that the people behind the scenes wanted to use his hand to snatch Jun Lingyu.Even Jiang Youzhi didn't know that what Jun Lingyu was hiding was his heart, and if he wanted to take it out, he would take half of his life away.

The scars on his heart reminded him all the time what Yuan Run had done to him, but Lu Xiuyuan had always wondered why A Run would hurt him after making a lifetime promise with him. He, although Ah Run still had the same face that day, his voice and even tone of voice were so strange.

Thinking about it now, at that time, he might have been washed out of memory and become an unconscious tool.

In addition, after thousands of years, Ah Run, whose memory was washed away and returned to him, turned out to be such a coincidence that what he wanted was the remaining Qing Luoshi... He originally thought that only he who had searched all the books in the Six Realms would know The secrets of these two things, but obviously, the person behind the scenes knew the efficacy of these two things thousands of years before him, and even started to be troubled by this situation thousands of years ago.

"I can only see what kind of method it is. I have no way to see who is doing such a thing behind the scenes." Jiang Youzhi sighed deeply, "You know, I have left the ghost a thousand years ago. I have never come into contact with any of the new ghosts behind. But I can be sure that at least this method is not among the ghosts I was familiar with back then, but..."

Lu Xiuyuan: "But what?"

Jiang Youzhi paused for a moment, then shook his head: "Maybe I'm thinking too much, but I really should go back to the ghost world."

Lu Xiuyuan frowned: "You don't have to go back for me, you don't want to face what happened back then..."

"It's not all for you." Jiang Youzhi sighed, as if thinking about something, his eyes became extremely far-reaching, "Do you still remember being 'evil' in the dungeon? At that time, I always felt that something was wrong. Now that I think about it, I have only met that 'evil' in the ghost world for thousands of years, how could it be such a coincidence... I will be more careful when I go back this time, and if there is any situation, I will tell you as soon as possible , Of course, if I ask for help from you, I beg you Lord Yaojun to come and save me as soon as possible."

Lu Xiuyuan knew that it would be useless to persuade him about the matter he had decided on.

"Oh, by the way, I just said it because you were too worried." He slowly injected a warm force into Yuanrun's soul, and then withdrew his hand, "Although he once... suffered, now There should be nothing wrong with your body, so don't be too sad."

Jiang Youzhi knows Lu Xiuyuan too well, even if he has kept a straight face, he can read the taste from that wooden face, not to mention that his knuckles are pinched white just now, no matter how hard he bears it, he can't hide it. He couldn't help the pain in his heart.

"The direction we investigated was wrong. At first I thought it was someone from the demon world who did it, but it turned out to be the ghost world... You take him seriously. In theory, as long as he doesn't get caught and washed his soul , it should be all right now. By the way, there is still a chance for his previous memories to be retrieved, so don’t stimulate him too much, take your time, his soul is missing a piece, and he can’t stand too much stimulation.”

He explained a lot in succession, since he has made the decision to go to the ghost world to take a look, he will not delay until later, and will start preparations tonight.

Lu Xiuyuan hugged the boy in his arms and listened to him quietly, then replied: "Okay."

As for who is behind the scenes manipulating all this, it is not urgent.

As long as Ah Run is kept by his side, that person will definitely not be able to restrain himself from taking action. As long as he shows his feet, it will be Lu Xiuyuan's turn to collect the net.

Yuanrun fell into a sea of ​​chaos.

There are countless fragments of mirrors floating in this sea, at his hands, feet, in front of his eyes... coming from all directions to surround him.

The fragments under his feet cut his feet, and blood slowly flowed from the soles of his feet, but he didn't feel any pain at all, or this kind of pain was extremely slight to him, as if he had endured more and more Huge pain, so ignore the pain.

He casually picked up a shard of mirror in front of him, and in it flashed a face of an ordinary teenager.I didn't notice it when I didn't recall it carefully before, but now I looked carefully, the boy's face was very dull, like a marionette, speaking some old-fashioned words lifelessly, and doing these slightly stiff movements.

It was the 'Lu Cheng' he remembered.

In his memory, he spent three years by the side of a stern young man for his mission. After the young man believed him, he tricked Jun Lingyu into his hands, patted his ass and left.

How much Yuan Run used to trust every piece of his memories, but now the scene restored on the mirror fragments is so weird-like a scene that has been arranged long ago, played bit by bit, without details, without reality Feelings, some are just stereotyped prompts like a paragraph of text.

Every shard of mirror around him reflected a grotesque image.He stretched out his hand to pick up another piece, this time the picture on the piece didn't disappear anymore, it was just intermittent and couldn't be pieced together.

This is the face of Lu Cheng he saw in the mirror of three lives, and this is the face of Lu Xiuyuan.

Lu Xiuyuan in those fragments was either smiling or serious, or raised his hand and wanted to hit his head, or was a little embarrassed and took out a small amount of money from his wallet to buy things for him... Every fragment reached his hand He can clearly recall what kind of mood he felt in such a scene.

Although he doesn't remember these, these fragments are the memories he should really remember, and they belong to him.

"Then if we get married, I will invite many, many friends and let them all come to bless us!" In one fragment, Yuan Run saw himself slightly raising his chin and said triumphantly, "I want all of them to see, I found a person who is obedient to me and spends my life with me, tsk, thinking about their faces, they must have a bad face, after all, they don't have a good temper, and they don't look like people who can find a partner."

Lu Xiuyuan, who was holding his hand, raised the hands they held together, and kissed the back of his hand: "Okay."

"Then we have to wear the red wedding dresses they wore!" Yuan Run saw himself and Lu Xiuyuan sitting side by side on the roof, watching the wedding procession passing by on the street, "How grand and lively Ah! But... who will sit in the sedan chair and who will sit on the horse?"

Lu Xiuyuan thought about it very seriously, and then said: "We can ride two horses side by side. As for the team behind, just carry the things I gave you."

Yuan Run remembered.

He remembered what kind of mood he felt in the picture in the fragments. He wanted to marry Lu Xiuyuan, because he heard that the two married couples in the world could live forever and never be separated. Being able to be with him forever without being separated, Yuanrun's whole heart seemed to be melted in warm sugar water, constantly bubbling with happiness.

He even remembered that on that night, they kissed each other passionately for the first time, as if they wanted to integrate each other into their own flesh and blood.

But... what happened later?

Yuan Run walked forward step by step on countless fragments, until he saw the bloody scene in his dream again.

The face of the young man who couldn't be seen clearly turned into Lu Xiuyuan, the blood in his mouth kept spilling out, and he kept coughing, but he didn't seem to be able to see his own blood, so he held it with trembling hands The hand that pierced his heart with a sharp knife: "Why, why..."

he is asking.

Every word he said was accompanied by scarlet blood, which stained his handsome face into a mess, and his chin and neck were covered with sticky blood.

At this moment, the fragment clearly told Yuan Run that it was himself who stabbed Lu Xiuyuan's heart with a sharp knife, with a distant and unfamiliar smile on his face.

He heard himself reply, "Why idiot, I didn't like you in the first place."

Then he drew out the sharp knife, and the surging blood continued to flow out.

No, it's not like that!

Yuan Run couldn't remember his mood in this scene at all. This scene was fake and didn't belong to him!

That childish, innocent face smiled, but said the cruelest things.He saw himself leaning down, gently hugging Lu Xiuyuan in his arms, and whispering softly in his ear, "Thank you for trusting me so much."

The next moment, the sharp knife pierced Lu Xiuyuan's broken chest again, again and again, fierce and cold.

Yuan Run was so anxious that he was going crazy.

Those chaotic memories surrounded him. He still remembered the night when he turned into a white fox and was picked up by Lu Xiuyuan to the Sanskrit Hall. He saw dense and deep knife wounds on his chest. Those scars looked like old wounds, but they were still there. With such a deep scar, it is presumably because the perpetrator was extra vicious.

But he never thought that it was him, he himself who stabbed into Lu Xiuyuan's heart one by one. The cold blade stirred in the warm chest, and then he pulled out a jade stone exuding luster from inside.

"So it's here. I really need to dig deeper." He saw his smiling face, and his whole body was almost collapsed due to fear and panic. There was a coldness on his forehead, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

"No...it's not me..." His lips were white, and he kept repeating, "It's not me...not me...not..."

He wanted to curl himself up into a ball, but he hated himself, he didn't know what to do, and even wanted to hurt himself——

A pair of warm hands came up.

Those hands patiently and gently pacified his mania over and over again, stroking his hair, cheeks, neck, and slowly pacifying his twitching limbs.

It is so tireless.

Yuan Run struggled to wake up, covered in cold sweat and tear-stained.His eyes were blurred and chaotic, and his spirit was on the verge of collapse.He was flustered and frightened, afraid of the dream and even himself.

When Yuan Run woke up, his memory was a little messed up. He was flustered and scared. He began to disbelieve himself. The things he had done in that dream were so clear that he began to fear himself.

"Arun." Lu Xiuyuan had already taken off his mask.

His nose slowly stuck to his, and rubbed lightly: "I'm right here, don't be afraid, you didn't kill me."